Something flashed in his eyes, and he moved closer, his hands cupping her face, his thumb trailing the base of her bottom lip. After a moment of deep thought, his lips met hers in a hungry kiss, one she willingly submitted herself to.
As he took her lips, her hands wandered down to his pants, grabbing his hardened length through the fabric and giving it a little squeeze.
He moaned into their kiss, a groan resonating from his chest, and she took that as an encouragement to do it again.
He pulled away this time, burying his face into the crook of her neck, pressing his next moan into her skin, the sound muffled to her ears.
Her toes curled at the pleasure that brought her and once again she hated the fact that it had to be tonight.
"When does it end?"
She didn't need to think too much. She knew what he was talking about.
"Tonight or tomorrow morning."
He drew in a long breath and pulled away from her completely this time. She blinked in confusion.
What was he doing?
